IN MY ROOM ALONE
Cold Hart
She like, baby when you're coming home
I'm just smoking in my room alone
And i don't wanna pick up my phone
Cause is way too much going on
Yeah, my best friends are holding weapons with the extensions for protection
I'm living down in hell but I'm trying to get to heaven
If you're willing and you're ready, baby we could go get it
Will you drive until the end with me?
I promise I'm forever
I promise that I'm be your home
So baby, let's get it
